The Odd Adventures

Gary had just stolen his dinner for the night. He decided to sink his fangs into it early considering if he ate the evidence, it would be a perfect crime. Even if he was discovered, no one would be able to catch him. Well... unless they happened to be a bird. So there he sat, munching on his bread as the crumbs fell upon his lap.

Corren had dropped his hot drink all over the front of his garbs, the pure white now dulled to a faded tan. After a few moments of poorly drying his clothes with a nearby fire, he took the skies; two of his wings were enough for tonight as nothing demanded otherwise. Corren let himself glide along the partial current until the winds dropped their pressure, and Corren gently fluttered downward. The Seraph child landed on the corner of a house, yet the section of the older structure gave way, and Corren's platform fell beneath him. Corren dropped, and landed on his feet next to the building wall, finding himself in the company of a rather ravenous person of interested. Corren put on his public smile, and greeted.

"Oh, hello. Sorry 'bout that. I guess I couldn't help but drop in".

Speaking of birds...

"You can fly too?"

He innocently dropped his food and inspected the wings of the person nearest him. He couldnt tell of the intentions, but he seemed to be polite enough. Gary squinted his eyes and waved at the stranger.

"I am Gary, who are you mister?"

Corren grinned, despite the unknown. "Yep! I can fly. These wings aren't just any costume." Corren told the company he now recognized as a boy, who couldn't be older than ten. We fluttered his wings, and slowly receded them beneath his cloak.

"My name's Corren. Corren Astius Gray, pretty long and obnoxious, I know". Corren extended a hand, his grin still stapled onto his face.

Extended his own hand, he shook the one of the bigger person. He seemed to be like a teen or something. Gary couldnt quite remember how old people were before they were considered adults.

"You look really old. You're too big to fly too."

He chuckled at the person before him and turned around to pick his food back off the ground.

"My full name is Gary Griot. I dont have a third name though. But now i want one. I think it will be...
Richard!"

"I AM pretty old. A whopping fifteen years old!" He said, and then started to pat his own back. "Well, you saw like... Half of my wings since I just landed. They're actually super long, like nearly ten feet each!".

"Well, then. It's nice to meet you Gary Richard Griot".